The Mechanic Lyrics

It was the wicked four of clubs that laid dead on the turn

Born to gamble, livin to lose, at a point of no return

Another card meant another day he'd live to see again

For the two and three of clubs were sure in his hand

With a deck of cards up his sleeve he'd learn to stack the deck

And the odds in his favor he'll be sure to stack the cheques

Each and every day it was hold'em all night long

The thrill of the steal and a face made of stone

You say that cards will never lie but a Gambler is no one to trust, you'll go bust

Or you could run it to the moon but I'd bet you lose it all today, so don't play

Since the flop he knew just what cards they all had

An Ace a five and a deuce on the board and in their hands

The River was a coming and boats were on their mind

But he knew the outcome before they ever paid their blind

GET IT MAX

The little wheel was turning and burning in their heads

The wicked four of clubs left them all drawing dead

Five in a line and they happened to be clubs

The Mechanic doesn't Gamble with the game that he loves

You say that cards will never lie but a Gambler is no one to trust, you'll go bust

Or you can run it to the moon but I'd bet you lose it all today, so don't play

No way…